So, the story starts out with a guy and a girl, talking on a curb. Its cold out, its late and the girl really has to pee.
The guy asks the girl, "Do you have a problem with me."
The girl replies, "What?!? No, I don't have a problem with you."
The guy shakes his head, looks to the ground and says, "well, then, if you can, explain to me what's been going on. The way it was explained to me was that Sara* told Emma* you had a problem with she and I hanging out. I'm just wondering how much of that was really from you, or how much of it was Sara. I know what I think, I just want to hear it from you."
The girl smiles, thinking to herself, "damn, what do I say." She knows that discussing having a crush on him last week isn't something she wants to reveal..ever. Suddenly, she remembers what she and her friend discussed a few days prior, that if confronted by the question of what was going on, they would blame it all on their friend, Sara.
Finally, the girl answers his question, "See, Fabio*, Sara believes that since Emma and I are the only single girls in the group, that we are in some competition when it comes to guys. I guess since you and I started hanging out first, or that we knew each other first, that I sort of had "dibs" on you, and when you and Emma started hanging out, Sara decided to interfere and tell Emma that she should back off and that I need all the help I can get to wrangle a guy. With Emma around, I apparently have no chance."
The guy laughs and says "I figured it was something like that. I was just worried that it was me. I figured if you had a problem with me, that you would just tell me and we would work on fixing whatever it was." He gets more serious and explains to the girl that he has always enjoyed hanging out with her, that he likes talking to her about everyday stuff, about politics, etc., and he wouldn't want to jeopardize anything they had. He also says he doesn't think she needs any help getting a guy, that he disagrees with Sara's statement.
After a lot of smiling and a lot of blushing the girl coyly says "awww...I enjoy hanging out and talking with you too, Fabio!"
The guy suddenly gets quiet, he looks to the ground, looks back up at the girl and blurts out, "you know my situation, right? or maybe you don't. But ahh..." The girl smiles and says, "No, Fabio, I don't know. What is your current situation?" Knowing full well what he was about to say.
"ummm.. I know its pretty obvious that I like Emma. I would probably say anyone who didn't know that yet is pretty stupid. But I don't think she likes me back. And that's fine."
The girl, realizing what was going on, thought about those words he just said. She once would have felt sadness upon hearing those words. She now, deep within her, knows that she doesn't feel sadness. In fact, she feels the complete opposite. This was the test. This was the final test to see if she was completely over the guy. She realizes that she completely is. She replies to the guy, without a quiver or longing in her voice, "No Comment." Utter relief washed over her. She was free. Finally free to be ok with just being friends. Good friends, she hopes.
The guy, realizing he knew she wouldn't say anything in response to his confession turns the conversation back to Sara. "I hope you don't take offense to this, but I'm pretty sure you know that I don't like Sara. Its painfully obvious to me that she is quite unhappy in her current situation and all she wants to do is drag everyone down further than her, so she has something to feel good about. So that there is always someone who feels worse than she does."
The girl ponders that statement. It could be true. Yes, it could... Maybe it is true. Hopefully it is not. But then she remembers how much Sara has tried to bring her down. Even when she said to her that she was completely over the "Fabio Situation," her friend still has something to say about it. Why would she do that? To see what kind of reaction I would give, she tells herself. That must be it. She hoped that was it. If it wasn't, and it was more, what would she do? How would she cope with knowing that her so-called friend is always trying to bring her down? She knows what down is. Down is not fun. Down it is a scary place that no one in the waking world would want to experience. Down is death and destruction. No one wants to think about those two words.
Little time has passed with all these thoughts running through the girl's mind. She comes back to reality and realizes she's just been giving affirmatives to what the guy has been saying, not really listening. Although her mind has been absent from the current discussion, the conversation seems to be going good. It actually seems like the guy and the girl are a bit closer now than they were a half hour ago. The girl decides she has had enough talking for one night. Desperate to get off the cold, dirty curb she says,
"Ok, well, I really have to pee, so I'm going to go now. I'll probably see you down here tomorrow night. If not, Sunday after 4:30 I don't really have any plans..."
The guy responds, "Alright, well, I don't have any plans either. I do hope to see you down here tomorrow night though. I'll be here by 9."
The girl says, "I'll try to be here."
They hug, say their good bye's, and drive off.
THE END
*Names have been changed to protect those invovled.
The guy asks the girl, "Do you have a problem with me."
The girl replies, "What?!? No, I don't have a problem with you."
The guy shakes his head, looks to the ground and says, "well, then, if you can, explain to me what's been going on. The way it was explained to me was that Sara* told Emma* you had a problem with she and I hanging out. I'm just wondering how much of that was really from you, or how much of it was Sara. I know what I think, I just want to hear it from you."
The girl smiles, thinking to herself, "damn, what do I say." She knows that discussing having a crush on him last week isn't something she wants to reveal..ever. Suddenly, she remembers what she and her friend discussed a few days prior, that if confronted by the question of what was going on, they would blame it all on their friend, Sara.
Finally, the girl answers his question, "See, Fabio*, Sara believes that since Emma and I are the only single girls in the group, that we are in some competition when it comes to guys. I guess since you and I started hanging out first, or that we knew each other first, that I sort of had "dibs" on you, and when you and Emma started hanging out, Sara decided to interfere and tell Emma that she should back off and that I need all the help I can get to wrangle a guy. With Emma around, I apparently have no chance."
The guy laughs and says "I figured it was something like that. I was just worried that it was me. I figured if you had a problem with me, that you would just tell me and we would work on fixing whatever it was." He gets more serious and explains to the girl that he has always enjoyed hanging out with her, that he likes talking to her about everyday stuff, about politics, etc., and he wouldn't want to jeopardize anything they had. He also says he doesn't think she needs any help getting a guy, that he disagrees with Sara's statement.
After a lot of smiling and a lot of blushing the girl coyly says "awww...I enjoy hanging out and talking with you too, Fabio!"
The guy suddenly gets quiet, he looks to the ground, looks back up at the girl and blurts out, "you know my situation, right? or maybe you don't. But ahh..." The girl smiles and says, "No, Fabio, I don't know. What is your current situation?" Knowing full well what he was about to say.
"ummm.. I know its pretty obvious that I like Emma. I would probably say anyone who didn't know that yet is pretty stupid. But I don't think she likes me back. And that's fine."
The girl, realizing what was going on, thought about those words he just said. She once would have felt sadness upon hearing those words. She now, deep within her, knows that she doesn't feel sadness. In fact, she feels the complete opposite. This was the test. This was the final test to see if she was completely over the guy. She realizes that she completely is. She replies to the guy, without a quiver or longing in her voice, "No Comment." Utter relief washed over her. She was free. Finally free to be ok with just being friends. Good friends, she hopes.
The guy, realizing he knew she wouldn't say anything in response to his confession turns the conversation back to Sara. "I hope you don't take offense to this, but I'm pretty sure you know that I don't like Sara. Its painfully obvious to me that she is quite unhappy in her current situation and all she wants to do is drag everyone down further than her, so she has something to feel good about. So that there is always someone who feels worse than she does."
The girl ponders that statement. It could be true. Yes, it could... Maybe it is true. Hopefully it is not. But then she remembers how much Sara has tried to bring her down. Even when she said to her that she was completely over the "Fabio Situation," her friend still has something to say about it. Why would she do that? To see what kind of reaction I would give, she tells herself. That must be it. She hoped that was it. If it wasn't, and it was more, what would she do? How would she cope with knowing that her so-called friend is always trying to bring her down? She knows what down is. Down is not fun. Down it is a scary place that no one in the waking world would want to experience. Down is death and destruction. No one wants to think about those two words.
Little time has passed with all these thoughts running through the girl's mind. She comes back to reality and realizes she's just been giving affirmatives to what the guy has been saying, not really listening. Although her mind has been absent from the current discussion, the conversation seems to be going good. It actually seems like the guy and the girl are a bit closer now than they were a half hour ago. The girl decides she has had enough talking for one night. Desperate to get off the cold, dirty curb she says,
"Ok, well, I really have to pee, so I'm going to go now. I'll probably see you down here tomorrow night. If not, Sunday after 4:30 I don't really have any plans..."
The guy responds, "Alright, well, I don't have any plans either. I do hope to see you down here tomorrow night though. I'll be here by 9."
The girl says, "I'll try to be here."
They hug, say their good bye's, and drive off.
THE END
*Names have been changed to protect those invovled.
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